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My Kids Left Me Here

My kids left me here Looking out the window while Tears run down my face Seems like years have passed Many, Many days I stare at the photo on The dresser by my bed Empty on the inside Feeling like I’m dead I know I am old, and Feeling sorry for myself There is pain in loneliness And sorrow in death This is not my home I Don’t belong in this place My kids left me here Because of my age They say I get in the way and The burden of me goes deep When I drop things I never pick it up And their kids can never sleep I scrub floors, worked my Fingers to the bone Trying to put them through school And give them a decent home A lady came to visit one day I still know not her name She said: where is your family Is the reason still the same? Seem like you haven’t had a visitor In a long, long time Things look worse to you But believe me, it’s fine My kids left me here, ten years ago Why they left me here I really want to know I did my best to raise them well Where they are now, only God can tell I got a letter from my daughter Almost five years this day She ramble on about her happiness But nothing else to say Why did they leave me In this place call home For ten years now I Have been left alone How can you put away someone You say that you love How can you leave them Unhappy in this world Will I see my kids again Before it’s too late Will I be able to picture their face Before I walk through Heaven Gates I will always hold them close In my heart so dear The only thing I know: is That my kids left me here

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 1/25/2013 5:00:00 PM
So pitifully sad..I know this goes on all over the world, but its hard to understand. Well done. BG
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Lillie Williams
Date: 1/25/2013 6:41:00 PM
Thank you Barbara. I know a lot of children that has put their mother away and never or hardly goes to see them. It is so sad because this is their parents we are talking about, they deserve better. When my mom got bed confined I quit my job and stayed home with her, and cared for her until the Lord call her home. Thanks so much for stopping by Barbara, you are always welcome.

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